The Right Call is Book 3 in the Mystical Wonders Series
To deal with her onset of early Alzheimer, Fay Odina takes a trip to Italy to spend time with her family, leaving her daughter Heather in charge of the family business. Madison and Dino Pinzini are dealing with the complications of Dino’s heart attack, which puts their relationship to the test. Meantime, as Cassie Scott deals with trust and commitment issues, she meets New York City Police Detective Antonio Palencia. Cassie’s cousin, Sophia returns to Staten Island. Sophia is involved in a dead end relationship with a secret past hidden in a box full of letters. The women begin receiving puzzle pieces of them in the mail, which could result in disaster. All they have to go on is Shari’s vision that shows long shiny purple fingernails. When Antonio receives a tip, he and Cassie have to race against time to solve the mystery.
She tapped her long, shiny, deep purple nails out in a rhythm on the glass table. Who would be her next victim? Opening her small, black leather case, she looked down the list. Madison and Shari both had red checks next to their names. Next on the list, Cassie. Oh yes, she had big plans for her too. These bitches had ruined her life. They had been warned throughout the years to mind their own goddamn business. But that was something they all had a problem with.
Looking down at her finger, she noticed a chip on her right middle finger. “Damn. These bitches are ruining my freshly polished manicure too.” Picking up the bottle of nail polish, she proceeded to touch up her finger. “There.” She held her finger out and grinned. “This game is proceeding beautifully.”
How she wished she could have seen their faces when they saw the contents of the envelopes. Oh yes, they had to be flipping out by now, especially that whore Madison.
Standing, she walked to the window and pushed the curtains open. She had the perfect view, overlooking the east shore of Staten Island. The Verrazano Bridge looked awesome at night all lit up.
“Time to pick the pictures to include in Cassie’s package. Cassie and her investigative bullshit. Hmm, let me see.” She looked at the two dozen pictures, trying to figure out an original way to display them. A special way that would make Cassie flip out when she sees the pictures of her beloved boyfriend cheating on her with a woman old enough to be his mother.
“Let me see.” Sitting back in her chair, she crossed her long slender legs and lit a cigarette. Instead of sending the pictures, she would put them into a movie, just like the original cartoons from the early ‘60s. “Oh yeah. That’s it. That would get right under her skin.”
Walking over to the computer, she felt a warmness come over her. She got so excited about this new project that she had turned herself on. Today, she wouldn’t need to look at the picture of a naked cowboy dressed only in cowboy boots and hat, accompanied by his big , thick cock. Opening the buttons on her shirt, she lifted her plump breasts out of her bra, resting them on top so they stood firm. The moment she pinched her nipples, she felt hot liquid drip into her silk thong. She had this down to a science. Her breasts were big enough, so she could lick and stimulate them herself.
Throwing her head back, she moaned when she reached down her pants. Revenge had a strange way of working for her. Not only would she get even with those bitches, but now she had to satisfy herself in a way no man could.
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Very nasty, Karen... but compelling.ReplyDelete
What a witch.ReplyDelete